Poliklinika Revoluční s.r.o. - Revoluční 765

Good medical facilities needed for people in this part of our capital ...

It houses one of the best and most friendly doctors I've ever known. This is Mr. Dinner.

I was here in the blood departments, and the lady was very uncomfortable, let's say it would still work, but the subscriptions? I didn't even pump and immediately took blood, it hurt a lot, so I'm quite dissatisfied

Polyclinic, elevator. There was a mother with ungroomed hair, looking like she had two nights behind her. An extremely cute two-year-old girl with a pacifier in her mouth swayed beside her. Blond hair, a pink ribbon in her hair, a pair of hairpins, white tights and a rich white skirt. Another gentleman in his sixties came, and after him a gray-haired lady joined the waiting group. She violated the anonymity of the city with a quiet, mechanical greeting, more as to herself: "Hello." The girl suddenly took the pacifier out of her mouth and said quite clearly: "GOOD DAY!" and she pushed the pacifier back again. Mom stroked her automatically. The girl must have been much older. "Well, you're exemplary! Say hello so beautifully, so little girl, you just can't see it! Thank you." The girl unplugged her lips again and announced: "YOU'RE WELCOME." and she pushed the pacifier back again. Mom stroked her again and hugged her a little. The gray-haired lady was still smiling at the little princess until she asked: "And you're not big for a pacifier when you're so polite and good at talking!" The girl took out the pacifier again until it slapped and said clearly: "I AM." then she drove back with him. Her mother tightened her grip. The lady waited for a while and then, again, she explained to herself: "Ah, you only have it as a toy or an ornament." The little hand reached for the pacifier again, I saw her mother try to hold her back, but she felt it and the pacifier was out again. "NO, I HAVE IT TO DO NOT TOO MUCH." The girl was used to talking really loud. More precisely, yell. At the end of the sentence, the pacifier promptly returned to its place. The Lord tried not to laugh, and I also had to do something to control myself. Mom sighed and said something silently. The gray-haired lady laughed completely openly. "Ah, you're such a story! I know that. I have such a granddaughter." The little girl looked at her curiously. "Well, imagine, I'm a grandmother and I have a granddaughter a few years older than you. But she was just like that." I stood close to the girl's mother and was the only one to hear a hiss, "Sure!" The girl took out the pacifier again and asked with interest, "SO YOU WILL DIE SOON?" A moment of silence. I looked at my mother. It wasn't the night she was done. How deeply I felt for her. On the other hand, I was overwhelmed by the feeling of incredible euphoria that parents experience when the child is a stranger. The Lord laughed. Even the gray-haired lady said with a laugh, "Well, maybe I'll get to the fourth floor." The little girl nodded in agreement, picked up the pacifier, and just blinked, "JUST." Her mother immediately pushed the seal back into her and held her hand to her mouth. The cabin arrived. "And there's an elevator." Grandma said cheerfully "Let's see if I live." "MAINLY YOU HAVE TO BREATHE." It didn't sound very clear with a pacifier in her mouth and her mother's hand over half her face, only her eyes looked at her, but it was still understandable. "I'll remember that." Grandma laughed and the gentleman next to him had to grab the railing. Her mother took her hand and wanted to get on when the baby girl took out her pacifier again. This moment would be slow in the film, the expression of the mother's horror, the receding pacifier, the lips that began to move, the tongue that flickered and sounded all over the ground floor: "YOU DON'T WASH, LOOK AT YOURSELF, SO YOU WILL DIE SOON." Two seconds of silence again and then Huron laughter. I also broke, it was no longer possible, even though I am trained. The mother immediately pulled her daughter down and shouted, "And we're going up the stairs!" Before the others could say anything, she was on the first floor with the baby. From there we heard: "BUT MOTHER, YOU WANT TO SAY THAT EVERYONE WILL DIE ONE." In fact, probably everyone at the clinic heard it, and I'm sure many patients felt better right away. At home, I took Viki in my arms and turned with her, so glad I had her. I didn't find the pacifier at home anymore, so I tried to see if it would suck the plug to the bathtub. Unfortunately, he rejects him.

Ordered for 10 am and even after an hour and a half of waiting I am not accepted. The doctor in front of me takes the people who came after me. People go in without an order. Terrible:)

How can a sampling nurse afford to use the names of patients to search for them on social networks? GDPR doesn't tell you anything. It happened on Tuesday 15.2. at the blood collection after eight o'clock, a young lady with eyebrow piercing misused her name on a request. This is absolutely unacceptable